By Daniel Winogradoff, Albums Editor SCORE: 9.5 For this review, I shall only refer to Earl Sweatshirt, the name most people are probably more familiar with, as Thebe Kgositsile, his birth name. If you need reason why, here’s a snippet from Some Rap Song’s twelfth track, “Veins”: “Earl is not my name, the world is my domain, kid.” The third-to-last track of L.A. cult moniker … Continue reading Some Rap Songs, Earl Sweatshirt

By Geordon Wollner, Art Director Rising L.A. artist Somme has us under her spell. The young artist, having already played alongside familiar names Flint Eastwood (@flinteastwood), Chelsea Jade (@iamchelseajade), Lauren Ruth Ward (@laurenruthward), and Tillie (@whoistille), and launching her debut song and video on NYLON in June 2017, Somme has set standards high. A noteworthy new artist and storyteller of what it means to love and … Continue reading Seven in Heaven with Somme

DJ Pain 1 and a New Idea of Perfection By Logan Rude, Editor-in-Chief This story appears in the Fall 2018 issue of EMMIE Magazine. Perfection isn’t an end goal, it’s a process. Pacal Bayley, known as DJ Pain 1 in the music world, knows that very well. The Madison-bred producer has been making music for more than a decade. In 2008, he landed a smash hit with … Continue reading DJ Pain 1 and a New Idea of Perfection

Creation is Divine: A Conversation with Bear and The Forest By Matt Weinberger, Photo Editor This story appears in the Fall 2018 issue of EMMIE Magazine. The drive to create and innovate is a divine, innate and uniquely special quality of humanity which differentiates us from all other creatures. Generation after generation, people have been ushering new ideas, inventions and trends into their own spirit. Artists have an … Continue reading Creation is Divine: A Conversation with Bear and The Forest

Red Light Writing with Flint Eastwood By Geordon Wollner, Art Director This story appears in the Fall 2018 issue of EMMIE Magazine. Some time after 11 p.m., somewhere along Pike Street on Manhattan’s Lower East Side, I saw her jump off the bench and throw her hands up in the air. She might have yelled a little bit. (She definitely yelled.) She wasn’t angry. She wasn’t upset. She … Continue reading Red Light Writing with Flint Eastwood